[And his gaze snaps up to Kalim and he searches his face, his eyes, his nose, his chin, his lips, back up again, and Jamil's mouth opens up and out slips a word.]
Why?
[It's asked softly. It lacks the teeth and fangs of an accusation, it's not a demand. It almost sounds like a plea, maybe, maybe not. Soft, almost accidental, like his mouth started running and his brain was struggling to catch up to it.]
I really don't get it. It's...me. I've clearly proven that you don't know me, that I've been lying to you for years. I plotted against you. You don't know what else I might have done. Even now, I could use my signature spell and you wouldn't be able to stop me.
[He puts the teacup back on the table again, and then shifts, as while he knows he's going to regret this, regret asking, Kalim's question is going to make him flustered...for a moment, Kalim is going to get his full attention, no illusion otherwise.]
no subject
Why?
[It's asked softly. It lacks the teeth and fangs of an accusation, it's not a demand. It almost sounds like a plea, maybe, maybe not. Soft, almost accidental, like his mouth started running and his brain was struggling to catch up to it.]
I really don't get it. It's...me. I've clearly proven that you don't know me, that I've been lying to you for years. I plotted against you. You don't know what else I might have done. Even now, I could use my signature spell and you wouldn't be able to stop me.
[He puts the teacup back on the table again, and then shifts, as while he knows he's going to regret this, regret asking, Kalim's question is going to make him flustered...for a moment, Kalim is going to get his full attention, no illusion otherwise.]
And yet you can say I'm still important to you?